Everyone hates texting-at-the-wheel...except the millions who do it every day...

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I can say I don't blab on a cell-phone while driving...if the darn thing rings I pull over to the side of the road to answer it or hand it to my wife. Don't text in any case but know that if/when I get run down from behind while cycling in the US it'll probably be some self-centered jerk fooling around with some sort of entertainment device instead of paying attention to the road. What's the most-often heard phrase by bystanders when someone answers their "mobile device"? You guessed it, "Nothin' what are you doin'?" Distracted driving ought to be seriously policed whether it's an electronic distraction or the screaming 2-year old in the back seat. An innocent cyclist will be just as dead from either cause!

As I put up (on my blog page) links to magazines that feature my work....

...I realized that some do not include my pieces in their online version. I contribute to a UK magazine called Motorcycle Sport and Leisure. MCSL runs a column each month with a photo, a full page, but does not include my page in their online edition.

If you read my blog and are aware of such links, let me know, please. Funny, for years I didn't care about my stuff appearing online. Now I'm disappointed to see that it doesn't....

From the clip 'n' strap crypt

The original drawing, compliments of David Brinton!

You Ride Anyway

David Brinton's Original Cartoon illuminating the story

Flying Hoosiers Hill, 1965

Riding my lovely old Bultaco 200 Matador, I am about to flip over backward on the very steep grade of FH Hill, near Bloomington IN. Had I been a better rider, I would have been the first person to climb that hill on a mere 200... Sigh...

Nelson Ledges OH, 1965, post-race

In this shot taken by a friend, I'm winding down with a cigarette after road-racing my motorcycle on a circuit in northern Ohio. I'd borrowed the leathers I'm wearing, the van I drove to get there and the money I spent to put gas in its tank. I probably bummed that cigarette...

'Mid-'90s, Mavic Motor

At Trenton, NJ, Bart and I provide "neutral" wheel and mechanical support for racers from all teams. We typically follow the breakaway; team support cars are not permitted to enter the gap between pack and break until the gap grows to over a minute...

About Me

I'm living happily in Denver with my wife Tamar. I've been contributing columns to bicycle magazines since 1983 and motorcycle magazines since '85.
These days, my work appears monthly in two motorcycle magazines: CityBike (SF) and Motorcycle Sport and Leisure (UK).